The personal soldier of the beautiful president

Boom boom boom...

Qin Feng and Hu Zun collided with each other, and the fight was inextricable.

One of them is fierce and domineering, the other is as stable as Mount Tai, and they are evenly matched.

Every time they collide, it's like two big mountains colliding together, and without knowing it and waiting to go back, a devastating wave of air sweeps out.

The entire hall was shaking violently, as if it would collapse at any moment.

All the people in the hall were suppressed by this terrible battle pressure, they had difficulty breathing, and everyone was frightened, not even daring to breathe.

Fighting at the Wu Zun level is really terrifying.

Even if it's just Yu Wei, it's scary, Fang Buddha will be suppressed and killed by this Yu Wei if he is not careful.

Especially those practitioners who only have the Xuan level realm, feel the deep fear and the ever-present crisis of death.

boom!
The two punched each other again in mid-air.

A strong wind swept out like a gust of hurricane. Those cultivators at the Xuan level were directly blown against the wall of the hall, and a few unlucky ones were swept out of the hall.

Before they could react, they were cut off by two puppet swordsmen at the entrance of the hall, and they didn't even have time to scream.

After Qin Feng and Hu Zun punched each other, they quickly separated.

The two did not continue to shoot for the time being.

With their strength, it is impossible to tell the winner in a short time.

click!
Hu Zun's face was gloomy, and he suddenly grabbed the neck of a Longmen practitioner next to him, stared at Qin Feng coldly, and shouted with a murderous expression on his face: "Boy, get out, or I will kill him."

Hu Zun originally wanted to rely on strength to defeat the opponent, but only after the fight did he find that the strength of the opponent far exceeded his expectations.

It didn't have time to spend here, so it resorted to threats and intimidation.

As long as it can destroy the formation here, it doesn't matter what means.

What's more, it is a monster, which is at odds with human beings, and it has no good feelings for human beings, wishing to kill all human beings.

Qin Feng pulled the corner of his mouth, and a sneer flashed in his eyes: "Are you threatening me?"

He didn't have any intention of getting out of the way, and even looked at Hu Zun with a kind of mockery and contempt in his eyes.

Would he care about the life of a Zhao family guard?
He doesn't care at all.

He's not one of those saints.

Click!

Hu Zun was also straightforward, with five fingers, he directly crushed the practitioner's neck.

With a flick of its hand, it threw the corpse out, and then with a movement of its body, it controlled a practitioner of Longmen again.

The intention is very obvious.

The aftermath of the battle between the two just now swept the entire main hall.

The Yaozu couldn't bear it.

The practitioners of Longmen couldn't bear it, even if they had a top-notch defensive formation like the Zhoutian Great Formation, they still felt a mountainous sense of oppression.

The formation collapsed, and a group of practitioners were also blown away by the air waves.

One by one, they were dizzy, and several of them unknowingly moved away from their own camp, and were very close to Hu Zun.

At this moment, two companions fell into Hu Zun's hands, and one died. Now this is estimated to be more or less ominous. When the other practitioners saw this situation, no one had the idea of ​​saving others, but He was trying to run back to his own camp, away from Tiger Zun, the God of Killing.

They don't want to be next!
"Whoever dares to take another step, this deity will break his legs."

Several practitioners had just raised their feet, before they stepped on, they heard Hu Zun's cold and cruel shout.

Several practitioners were frightened immediately.

One of their feet was hanging in the air, and they were in a dilemma for a while.

If they took this step, their legs would definitely be broken. After all, this is a heavenly Martial Master, and they couldn't resist at all.

However, if they stay here, they will die sooner or later and become the next one to have their necks broken.

They were instantly desperate.

No matter what they choose, it seems to end badly.

Swish!
At this time, the big monster like wind appeared in front of these practitioners, blocking the way of these practitioners, his eyes were cold, and his body was filled with murderous aura.

Now, these practitioners don't need to think about it at all.

Reluctantly, they put their feet back, trembling with fright, silently praying in their hearts that they must be safe.

"Help, help... Young Master Lin, help, save me..."

The cultivator whose throat was held by Hu Zun turned his head to look at Zhao Youlin, with an extremely panicked tone, begging loudly for help.

Zhao Youlin was very anxious. He stared at Qin Feng's side face and shouted loudly: "Hey, Qin Feng, are you just watching them being killed? They are all elite fighters trained by Longmen..."

These are all his subordinates.

If one dies, the loss is huge.

However, he couldn't ask Hu Zun for someone.

He doesn't have that much face yet, you must know that the other party is a heavenly Martial Lord.

He can only ask Qin Feng for help.

To be precise, he was not begging Qin Feng, but kidnapping Qin Feng with morality.

It's a pity that he used the wrong target in this trick. Is Qin Feng the kind of person who can be bound by the so-called morality?
Qin Feng turned his head slightly to look at Zhao Youlin, who was extremely anxious, and said slowly: "These people are all your subordinates. As their boss, shouldn't you take the initiative to stand up and rescue your subordinates?"

"Uh!"

What he said was so reasonable, Zhao Youlin was speechless for a moment.

Click!

While the two of them were talking, Hu Zun broke the practitioner's neck in his hands.

He had a cruel and merciless face, as if he was not killing people, but crushing an ant to death.

"You, stop!"

Zhao Youlin's eyes were red, and he yelled at Hu Zun.

Hu Zun reached out and grabbed another practitioner's neck.

Clean and neat, without muddy water.

"Boy, this is your last chance. If you don't get out of the way, the deity will kill them all, and then slaughter all the people here."

From the beginning to the end, Hu Zun didn't even give Zhao Youlin a corner of his eyes.

In his eyes, Zhao Youlin is just a young man, and he can't get into the eyes of his lord Hu Zun.

"No, don't... Lin Shao, I, I don't want to die, save me, save me..."

The hoarse shout kept stimulating Zhao Youlin's nerves.

Zhao Youlin was about to go crazy, he pointed at Qin Feng, his face was full of anger, his eyes were spitting fire.

"Qin Feng, please save them, do you really have the heart to watch them die in front of you?"

Zhao Youlin took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and his tone softened, with a bit of pleading.

While talking, he leaned over.

Qin Feng ignored Zhao Youlin, he didn't bother to explain anything to the other party.

Can he let it go?
Absolutely not.

Once the monster clan breaks the seal of the big formation and the monster dragon escapes, it will be a catastrophe for human beings.

At this moment, he can only make the most favorable choice.

"Okay, it's cold-blooded enough... In that case, I will kill them all one by one. I want to see if you are really ruthless."

Hu Zun saw that Qin Feng was indifferent and showed no signs of stepping away, so he smiled angrily.

He exerted all his strength with his five fingers, and once again ended up with a cultivator.

Qin Feng frowned, and the flames of anger surged in the depths of his eyes. He wanted to make a move, but he was afraid of throwing a mouse.

Hu Zun killed one, and immediately took another hostage.

"go to hell!"

At this time, Zhao Youlin, who had already come behind Qin Feng before he knew it, suddenly took out a dark box, and pressed the box towards Qin Feng's back suddenly, that handsome face was full of ferocity at the moment...